Its message was, quite simply, summer.
It whispered with its potent perfume.
It shouted from its chartreuse throat.
It seduced with its promise.
And in the midst of this claustrophobic darkness, I needed such a promise. If you do too, and you find a balm in beauty and flowers, seek out similar posts in the archives. The lazy isolationist side of me is winning today, so finding the links will be up to you.
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